Maoshan Ghostbusters

The blinking light from the little monster’s body illuminated the surrounding glass bottles. The bottles next to them contained deformed fetuses. There were two pairs of conjoined babies, one of which was two. The babies share one head, but there are two bodies. There is also a pair of two babies from the waist down, which are growing together. The two babies share the same legs.

The doctors still have the impression of these two pairs of babies. The mothers of the two pairs of babies love their children very much. Even after the B-mode ultrasound, the babies are found to be deformed, they still insist on giving birth. Unfortunately, both pairs of babies are born. They died when they were born. According to the doctor in charge of delivering the baby at that time, the two pairs of babies were unable to breathe in fresh air because of the incomplete development of their respiratory organs. Therefore, the two pairs of babies died as soon as they were born. The reason is that the respiratory organs are fragile and unable to complete the respiratory function, resulting in death from suffocation. This happens to conjoined twins, and it is not uncommon, because most conjoined twins have organ abnormalities or even incomplete development.

When the little monster's body glowed again, the doctor swept away and found that the two pairs of fetuses had suddenly opened their eyes at the same time. He looked at him, screamed, and sat down on the ground.

At this time, there was a naive and disdainful voice in the air.

"Coward, is this scared? What a useless fool."

The doctor retorted instinctively, "Who do you think is a coward? Get out of me!"

"Of course it's you. Who do you think I'm talking about?"

"The two pairs of babies in the bottle just opened their eyes."

Squeaky--chuckled--

It was still that terrible laughter.

"Oh? Really? Then if you take a closer look now, have the eyes of those two pairs of babies opened?"

The doctor got up, leaned over, rubbed his eyes, and took a closer look. The two pairs of babies still had their eyes closed. How could they have opened their eyes?

"But I just saw them open their eyes?"

The doctor grasped the scalp in embarrassment, and suddenly felt something wrong.

Ok? Who am I talking to? Isn't this information room empty? Just now, the man was very milky when talking, like a baby, obviously not the old king. Lao Wang is in his forties. When he speaks, he heard the old man's rough voice. Where is this?

"Hey, who are you?"

"I am me."

The milky voice continued to answer him.

"Don't be fooling around, who are you? Come out quickly, which ward are you in, I'll take you back. Come and come, children are obedient, this data room is not where you play hide and seek."

At this moment, the doctor didn't think much about it. He thought it was any kid who slipped into the data room to play.

"If I don't have a ward at all, how can you send me back?"

"Stop talking nonsense, you don't have a ward, is it because you just came to see the doctor and haven't gone through the hospitalization procedures?"

"No! I have already gone through the procedures, but it was not a hospital, but an operation. And the person who did the procedures was not me, but my mother."

When the doctor heard this, his whole body was shaking.

"Ah? Who are you?"

"Far in the sky, close in front of you."

"Where are you? Come out, don't hide and scare me anymore."

"I didn't avoid you at all. Doctor, now please raise your head and look straight ahead, you can see me."

The doctor raised his head and looked straight ahead, in the direction horizontal to his line of sight, which happened to be the bottle with the little monster. At this time, the little monster is still the same as before, with his eyes closed and his limbs spread out, suspended in the formalin solution.

"Are you a little monster?"

"You are so slow, who else is there except me?"

The doctor opened his eyes and stared at the little monster in the bottle carefully, and found that its small mouth opened and closed and was talking.

"It's really you talking."

"You are such a fool."

As soon as the voice fell, the little monster opened his eyes suddenly and glared at the doctor, with a mocking smile on his face.

"God, I opened my eyes."

The little monster raised a small fleshy hand, placed it on his lips, and whispered, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The doctor was so scared that he hurriedly covered his mouth and said in a low voice, "Let's talk, what do you want to do?"

Squeaky--chuckled--

The little monster opened his mouth wide and let out a strange laugh again.

The doctor looked back at its open mouth, scared.

"Please, stop laughing. As soon as I hear your laugh, I feel my scalp numb."

The little monster finally stopped laughing, stretched out a small fleshy hand, and hooked his finger at him.

"Come, come closer."

"What are you doing?"

The doctor almost peeed his pants in fright.

The little monster smiled, "Don't worry, I won't be able to get out of this bottle until I have absorbed enough moonlight, so you don't have to worry at all."

"Then you tell me to get closer, what do you want?"

"I want to tell you one thing. You are not so timid, you don't even have the courage to lean over?"

The doctor had to gritted his teeth and leaned over.

The little monster lowered his voice and said, "Remember-there is a good show tonight."

"What do you mean?"

"There is a good show, what do you mean? You are really an elm head."

"I see, you mean, tonight, you are going to corpse, right? I guessed it right?"

"Whatever you think, now, I want to take a good rest, recharge my energy, and have a good night. Remember, there must be a good show tonight, don't miss it."

The little monster finished speaking and yawned, "Oh, I'm really sleepy. Sorry, I'm going to sleep."

"Hey, no sleep, what are you going to do tonight? Please be more specific."

"Sorry, I'm too sleepy. Besides, don't you know everything by tonight? Why ask so clearly now?"

"Hey, little monster, don't sleep! You must make it clear, what are you going to do tonight? Hey, don't sleep! Did you hear that?"

The doctor knocked the bottle hard, but the little monster closed his eyes as if he was asleep, and there was no more movement. No matter how he knocked it, it didn't respond.

"It's a little bastard, I really fell asleep when I said that."

The doctor sighed and was about to turn around and leave. Suddenly he felt a big cold hand on his shoulder, screamed and fainted.

Lao Wang stood behind the doctor, frowning and said, "What's wrong with the doctor? One person whispered to the bottle. Why did he faint immediately when I shot it?"

He raised his hands, looked carefully, and suddenly realized, "Oh, I understand. It must be because of rubber gloves. It seems that the doctor is really allergic to rubber gloves. I just patted it gently, and his reaction It's so big."